©2022 Michael Raven
i used to have
some of williams
frenetic energy
not quite as funny
not quite as wild
but it was there...
then
the people who loved me
shot it down
i wonder about
the other me
if those who
loved me just
let me be
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sceadugenga 
Knowing the feeling 🌹🌹
Very nice poem.
May I ask who william is?
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Thank you.
I’d rather not directly equate who it is, as the person was famous and, as I said, I’m not nearly so talented as he was. I was a bit of a “performer” (more for my own amusement, it turns out) and a bit bonkers when I was younger.
A number of people did their best to stop me from expressing myself in that way, and largely succeeded. I wish I’d not tamed myself at times.
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Yes, I completely understand that feeling. My youth was like that. It is hard afterward to keep up and be self.
I did ask for William, because I also know one william that is dear to me. Quite famous also. Or so I think…
Take care micheal 💗💗
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This makes me sad for little Michael. I’m sorry that happened to you. I’m sending you a giant hug.
I was never the funny one, but I had high energy and loved to create fantastical tales. I was told to “settle down” and “stop being silly” on repeat until I finally listened. As a parent, I’ve tried my hardest to not squash either of my children’s innate qualities. The world does it to them though…and it’s been painful to see them morph themselves to fit into the molds they find closest to who they are. If only we could all be allowed to be wild and crazy.
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Thanks for the hug. Hugs back.
I only draw the line at silliness when it turns frantic, at bed time, or at dinner. Otherwise, it’s encouraged (although it is directed towards the outdoors when it gets too intense). I love how creative my girls can be when they leverage their silliness.
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